Bøger af Jenika Snow

*All stories in the Real Man series can be read as a complete standalone.I was known in town as old money but lived off the land, a present-day caveman. They called me the town recluse, dubbed me a mountain man, antisocial. It was true.But then she came into my life and turned everything I knew upside down.It started with Bailey getting lost in the woods and finding herself on my doorstep.She was sweet and innocent, half my age, and I had no control when the arousal built between us that night.It ended with me taking her virginity in a passion-filled night.But then she was gone, and I should have gone after her, thrown her over my shoulder, and demanded she was mine.Four years later and our paths cross again. I thought I was stronger, able to control myself, but where Bailey was concerned, there was no doubt she called the shots. She owned my heart.She'd gotten under my skin in the best of ways, and I knew this time around, I wouldn't let her get away.

The King of Bourbon.Boss of the Bacelli Crime Family.That's who Joey Bacelli was.The "family" was made up of violence, gore, and death, and it's all Joey had ever known.He reveled in it.Joey was a man who was used to getting everything he wanted, except for the one woman that continuously denied him. Marra.And it's that rejection from her, the disinterest she showed, and her lack of fear in who and what he was, that turned Joey on even more. It made him obsessed, so much so he'd stop at nothing to make Marra his.Marra Santos knew Joey was a dangerous man, and it's because of who he is that kept her at an arm's length. But the truth was, she wanted him with a desperation that scared her more than the man himself.When she's witness to a murder and her life was in danger, the only man she could turn to was Joey.Now at Joey's mercy and in his debt, Marra knew he'd make her repay him in the one way he'd always wanted.To be his completely.Reader note: This story was previously published under the title A Bad Man: Joey. It has since been re-edited, minimally revised, and new content added. Contents may be sensitive to some readers.

Jusqu'à ce que je rencontre Cameron je ne savais pas ce qu'était réellement la noirceur...ni que j'en aurais autant envie un jour. Que je laisserais le monde peser sur moi, me tirer vers le bas jusqu'à ce que plus rien n'ait de sens. C'est peut-être comme ça que je me suis laissée entraîner dans ce merdier. C'est peut-être comme ça que je me suis retrouvée dans ma situation actuelle avec un homme qui pourrait me sauver d'un destin bien pire que la mort. Même si être avec Cameron, lui donner chaque partie de moi, la seule partie qui vaille la peine, mon corps, risquait de me détruire, je devais survivre. Baron de la drogue. Patron du crime. Meurtrier. J'aurais dû le craindre, être horrifiée par ce qu'il attendait de moi, par ce qu'il était. Mais au contraire, je me suis rendue compte que je voulais le satisfaire, me donner complètement. Car je savais que cela me donnait le contrôle sur lui.Cameron Ashton régnait du haut de son trône sur le monde obscène de la pègre, du danger et de la violence, de la dépravation. Son flingue était sa première arme et l'indifférence, sa première valeur. Je savais qu'il était dangereux, qu'il me briserait sans y réfléchir à deux fois. Mais il était ma seule chance, mon seul moyen de survie. Et je ne savais pas à quel point cela s'avérait vrai jusqu'à ce qu'il me possède. Il est possessif et veut tout contrôler. La noirceur en lui est plus forte, plus profonde qu'elle ne l'a jamais été en moi. Peut-être que nous ne sommes pas si différents. Peut-être que le fait de laisser Cameron me contrôler, lui donner mon âme, a fait de moi la plus puissante de nous deux ? Peut-être qu'au final, je serai celle à qui il appartient. Avertissement: Ceci est une sale et sombre histoire d'amour. Certains sujets et éléments déclencheurs peuvent heurter la sensibilité des lecteurs. Ceci est une romance, quoiqu'un peu tordue. Si vous êtes à la recherche d'une histoire qui vous fait chaud au coeur, ce livre n'est pas fait pour vous.

AriIt was supposed to be a fun, easygoing bachelorette party. But it turned out to be so much more.They dared me to kiss the next guy to buy me a drink. And I agreed. It was just a kiss, right?And then it happened... I saw Grey and felt something instant. I tried to back out of that kiss even though I wanted it desperately.But he didn't let me stop it. He kissed me until my toes curled and my heart raced. He kissed me until I knew I wanted more.So when I left him standing there staring at me, I knew it was all kinds of wrong to leave. GreyIt started with a dare.It ended with a kiss.And for weeks after she walked out of my life, I searched for her, doing anything and everything in my power to find a morsel of information about the first woman to make my heart stop and my future flash before my eyes.And when I finally found her, I was going to show Ari that I'd known she was mine from the very beginning.And that I wasn't letting her go a second time.

I wasn't a jock, wasn't the pretty boy next door. My family didn't have any wealth, so I was "that guy from the wrong side of the tracks."I got into too much trouble, too many fights.I would have been classified as the bad boy, the guy your mother warned you about.And when I transferred to Silver Creek High to finish my senior year, I had one goal-keep my head down, don't let anyone piss me off enough to get into a fight, and graduate.And then she came into my life.Harlow.She was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen, with her shy glances at me, her questions that delved deep. She was the one person, aside from my own mother, who cared about what I thought and how I felt.I knew keeping her as mine probably wasn't smart, because she was far too good for the likes of me. But no one would have her but me.I felt that too strongly to ignore.I probably shouldn't have embraced my feelings for Harlow. She was better off without me. But I was too selfish.I wanted her too much.So screw it.What I felt for her was that crazy kind of love.

Ace Renaldo and Lauren Dunn have known each other since high school, and she's loved him for longer than she'd ever admit. But the darkness that Ace has in his life has changed the boy she once knew.He's harder, damaged. Scarred. And she doesn't know if any amount of love could penetrate the thick wall he's built around himself and his heart.To block the pain in his life, Ace fought. He needed the violence as an outlet for the agony he harbored inside.Before Lauren had come into his world, Ace knew all too well what being alone felt like. She became everything to him, a light in his darkness. But he feared he's far too scarred to ever be what she deserved.But she's everything to him, his entire world, and he wanted to be a good man for her, to love her in the way he always wanted to.But will giving in to their mutual feelings ruin their lifelong friendship?Reader note: This was previously published as His Greatest Pain. Although it has been re-edited and parts of the plot tweaked, the story itself is the same. There may be material that is sensitive to some readers.

I would kill for her.HarperThe night Arsen killed my father was the first time I realized the lengths he'd go to keep me safe. He might have done it to protect me, but he was still convicted and locked away for seven years.And for that entire time I waited for him, knowing that once he was released, things needed to be said, the truth needed to be spoken.And that day was today.I loved him, but the look he gave me, the possessiveness and pent-up arousal reflected in his eyes ... had me realizing one thing.Now more than ever, he wouldn't let me go.ArsenI went to prison for Harper, and I'd do it all over again to make sure she was safe. She was all I thought about the entire time I was behind bars, and it was her weekly visits that got me through the years, even if I tried pushing her away.But after seven years of being locked up, I was finally released ... and I was going to make her mine.Warning: This is a short, dirty story about a hero who will go to any lengths to make sure the woman he loves is safe. With darker undertones and graphic scenes, there may be material some readers find offensive.Reader note: All of the books in the "Cards of Love" series are standalone. They are not connected in any way. The only thing they all have in common is a tarot card theme. That means you can read and enjoy any of them in any order!: )

This complete box set includes all six books in the Bear Clan series PLUS a brand new, never-before published holiday short story set in the Bear Clan world!-The BEARly Controlled Grizzly (Book 1)That first time I saw her-my mate-I'd been ready to kick some guy's ass for even looking at her. I made no apologies for my possessive, territorial side. I was a grizzly bear shifter, after all. It was my nature to be over the top.-BEARly Mated to the Grizzly (Book 2)I decided to get away from it all, go out in the middle of nowhere to clear my head, and focus on what was important.Things were going great until a bear was at my back door, trying to get in. And it ended with me wielding a knife for protection and realizing it wasn't just any bear, but a shifter who claimed to be my mate.Maddix.-The BEARly Tamed Grizzly (Book 3)I didn't know her, what she looked like, where she was, but I knew my mate was out there. And it was that truth that had me saving myself for her. Only her. If I couldn't fully give myself over to my fated mate, what kind of worthy male was I?But staying in town, hidden deep within the forest, wouldn't bring my mate to me. I had to go and find her.I had to make her mine.-The BEARly Reluctant Grizzly (Book 4)When Asher showed up on my doorstep during a storm, soaking wet, looking feral, telling me he'd tried to stay away but couldn't, I knew one thing for certain. These weren't just idle feelings I was having.This was what it felt like to be mated.-The BEARy Possessive Grizzly (Book 5)I devoted my life to working, building a career and business, making sure I was secure and stable in my life for the sole purpose that I'd find her, that everything would be ready and perfect for her.My mate.The one woman who would complete me.The one woman who was born to be mine alone.-A BEARy Happily Ever After (Book 6)An alpha, bear-shifting virgin who was saving himself for his mate.That's what I was. And I was fine with that, because saving myself for the one female who was meant to be mine was the only thing I ever wanted. A lone bear without a mate was a depressing thing. And even though I knew she was out there-the other half to my soul-I was beginning to think there was no happily ever after for me.Until I saw another male lusting after her. There was no way I could control myself. She was mine, and if that meant kicking the ass of the man who wanted her... then so be it.Rue would be mine.

I saw her through a crowded dancefloor. I didn't know what it was about her, but she transfixed me, possessed me.I was instantly obsessed.I had to have her.She let me touch her, dance with her, move with her. But that wasn't enough.I didn't know her name, but I wasn't letting her get away.And it seemed fate had plans for us.A chance run-in the next day, a misunderstanding, has our paths crossing once more. She could act like she was indifferent toward me, but I saw the truth. I saw it in her eyes, in the way her pupils dilated, in her body language.And when we came together it would be explosive, consuming. What she didn't know but would soon find out was that I'd marked, claimed her.And once I licked it... it was mine.

ROFUSFrom the moment I saw her, I knew I couldn't let her go.For a decade I'd stayed secluded, my appearance and attitude frightening people, keeping them away. But I'd come to like that, grow stronger from it. And then she came into my life, a spitfire of a woman who challenged me and showed no fear.I should have sent her away for her own good, but I was too selfish to let her go.I wanted her as mine even though I didn't deserve her.BRITTAI should have been afraid when he said I was his.His heart had grown hard and cold, his isolation making him hate the world. He thought people should fear him because of the scars he bore, but I found beauty in them. I was just the housekeeper, but I couldn't help how I felt for him.Maybe he was a beast, a vicious animal hidden under a hard, powerful body. Maybe I should have run, but I knew he'd come for me, find me. Deep down, where I couldn't lie, I wanted him to be mine.And that frightened me most of all.Warning: This is a sweet, fast retelling of Beauty and the Beast. But this isn't the fairy tale you heard long ago. It's packed full of hot, dirty bits that'll make you squirm while you're reading it. Don't worry; it's got that sticky-sweet Happily Ever After we all crave.

DAMONAn alpha, bear-shifting virgin who was saving himself for his mate.That's what I was. And I was fine with that, because saving myself for the one female who was meant to be mine was the only thing I ever wanted. A lone bear without a mate was a depressing thing. And even though I knew she was out there-the other half to my soul-I was beginning to think there was no happily ever after for me.Until I saw another male lusting after her. There was no way I could control myself. She was mine, and if that meant kicking the ass of the man who wanted her... then so be it.Rue would be mine.RUEIt started with a swim in the lake, and then suddenly there was a possessive bear shifter tackling my friend to the ground for touching my hair. It ended with me being pressed up against a tree, staring into the dark eyes of a feral man who claimed I was his mate... that he wouldn't stop until I was his, until I was marked as his.And as much as I knew being mated to Damon meant my life would be forever changed, knowing he would never let me go, would scare off any male who even looked in my direction, all I wanted was to be with him.All I wanted was to wear his mark.

Size definitely matters.I've wanted Fiona for years, but good intentions had me staying away. I'd always seen her as mine, and was pretty damn satisfied when she turned every guy away who came sniffing around her.And it was because of my carnal need for her that I didn't touch another woman, that I stayed celibate for Fiona.When it came to her I was possessive, territorial.I didn't just want her in my bed.I wanted her as mine. Branded by me ... bred by me.And one way or another I'd have her ... as my wife and filled with my baby.

One drunken night, Shoshanna Clarke let her inhibitions go and said yes to Toby Mason. But it wasn't just one night of fun because sleeping with the town bad boy ended up completely changing her life.Everything changed for Toby after the night he shared with Shoshanna. He knew he'd never want anyone else, but fear of scaring her away with his need to keep her close left Toby not saying anything.She's a good girl, and he'd been known for being the bad boy. But before Toby could tell Shoshanna he wanted her for more than that one encounter, he was forced to leave town due to a family emergency.Finding out she was pregnant after a one-night-stand wasn't ideal, especially not when the father left town and she had no way of contacting him. It wasn't until Toby's return that she had to finally face her new reality and tell him everything.But was Toby ready to be a father? Was he ready to start a family with her? Or was their one night all he wanted?Reader note: This was previously published as Her Best Mistake. It's been recovered and re-edited, but the story itself is the same. It may have material sensitive to some readers.

The Preacher Boys.That's what they called us.Four brothers born and raised in the criminal lifestyle... in stealing.Professional thieves. That's what we were. And we were damn good at it. Take what we wanted with no regrets, no repercussions. We didn't have attachments, no worries, and sure as hell no women to screw up the plan. And that's what made our lives work.The job was set-should have been an in-and-out situation. Easy.But then I saw her, Amelia, and she wasn't part of the plan. I instantly wanted her, had to have her. She was like this drug, and I was desperately addicted.I'd do anything, whatever it took to make her mine.When her life was in danger, when it was Cullen, my own brother, about to hurt her, there was only one thing I could do.Take her, keep her with me, and make her see she was meant to be mine.But to Cullen, she was a liability. He wouldn't stop, not when all he could see was making sure the family was safe, that the Preacher Boys were in the clear.What he didn't know was, family or not, Amelia was the one thing I'd always wanted, and I wouldn't let anyone take her away from me.

We'd known each other all our lives.And I loved her that whole time.Daphne.She was all curves wrapped in a bubbly personality that no other woman could match.And I'd saved myself for her... my first kiss, my first everything.But I waited to make her mine for far too long.When a job had me leaving her, I knew I'd come back. There's no way I was letting her get away.The years passed, but my love for her only grew. And when I'm finally back home, back to her, I knew I was done waiting, done pretending boundaries couldn't crossed in our friendship.But was it too late?I didn't care if it was, because the truth was, I wouldn't stop trying to make Daphne mine. All I had to have was the courage to tell her the truth about how she made me feel.Everything else, anything else that got in the way, was just fluff.

There was only one woman I wanted, and I'd been secretly lusting after her for years.My sister's friend.That first time I saw Calissa was like a right hook to the face, taking me down until there was nothing left. She was my world.She's too young for me, too innocent, but that won't stop me from making her mine. There's no stopping it, no controlling this possessive, primal need to claim her.I'd have Calissa no matter what, as my woman, my wife ... with my baby inside of her.CALISSAIt was a forbidden desire to want your best friend's older brother, but it was my reality. Tex was big and strong and a successful owner of a security company. He was definitely all man.I'd thought he'd never see me as anything more than his sister's friend. How wrong I was.No more longing gazes or fantasies that we were together.He knew what he wanted out of life and apparently that was me ... pregnant with his child.

*All books in the Real Man series can be read as standalone titles.*They called him Big for more than one reason.BigI had everything I could want in life. My own career, a house with property, and respect in my community.But what I didn't have was her.Landry. Owner of the town's cleaning service.For five long years, I'd pined after her. I watched her from afar, thought only about her, hell, fantasized about Landry when I was alone. And for five years, I'd stayed celibate, because Landry was the only woman I wanted in my life in every way.My self-control when it came to her should have won me a medal, but that tightly reined in desire had slipped and I was done holding myself back.So I told her I needed her help-her talents in making my place livable. What she didn't know was it was just to get her to my place, to tell her, show her she was always meant to be mine.LandryWhen I realized it was Big who wanted my services, I didn't know if I could go through with it. I loved him, had for years, but I was inexperienced in all things romantic, so being honest and just telling him how I felt wasn't an option.But when I found myself in his home... with him watching me, I knew I'd fail miserably at trying to act like I didn't want him.And when things come on hard and fast, I know there's no going back. I'm about to give Big every part of myself, including my virginity, but then again, I know that's what he wants.Me, in his life, as his. Forever.

He'll show her how a real man treats a woman...SABINEI'd never known how good it could feel to be taken care of by a man who knew what he was doing.Until I was with Hugo...HUGOI was older than she was.She was innocent, hadn't experienced all that life had to offer.I could give her that experience.Sabine consumed my thoughts, made me desire nothing else but her. No other woman compared to her, and because of that, I hadn't been with a woman for four years, which was also the last time I saw Sabine.But I was done feeling guilty for what I desired. I wanted Sabine in my life, by my side, and I was about to make that a reality.I didn't know if she'd ever been treated the way a female should ... but I was going to show her how a real man takes care of a woman.Warning: If you're into super short, hot, dirty reads containing a much older hero and younger heroine ... keep on reading. This story is guaranteed to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, give you that sweet HEA we all deserve, and make you want to search out an experienced older man for yourself.

They said I was crazy for taking a job for a recluse billionaire in the middle of nowhere.I said it was a reprieve from the world and myself.Cooking and cleaning for Finland "Fin" Hawthorne at his secluded estate situated on a hundred acres seemed like just the recharge I needed. No interaction with society, the vast wilderness as my backyard, and the likelihood of having to actually socialize with my new employer was slim to none.That sounded like the perfect escape to me.He said he liked his space, his privacy. He told me he hoped I liked being alone the majority of the time. Fine by me.And then I meet Fin face-to-face. He's rough around the edges, callous, and aloof, not to mention he's a gorgeous towering behemoth of a man. And one look at him had me imagining being thrown over his shoulder as he took me to his room and devoured me.I shouldn't want my employer, but when my boss looked like him... no one with a beating heart could deny the brutal attraction that poured off Fin.Right away, I didn't miss how he always seemed to be where I was. I saw the way he watched me constantly, tracking me with his eyes like he was starving and I was the only thing that could sate his hunger.And God did I want to be his meal. I was playing a dangerous game, but knowing I could unravel a man like Fin made it all the more enticing.

The things I knew about her, the way I watched. It was all to protect her, all to know her.She liked her tea with milk and sugar, extra sweet just like I knew her lips would be if I were to kiss her.I was desperate for her.She chewed on her pencil when she was concentrating, her little tongue coming out and moving along her bottom lip.I was hungry for her.She played with the ends of her hair when she was nervous, her fingers delicate, long, like she played piano, her nails painted pink.The things I thought about her doing with those tiny hands.And she bit her bottom lip when she was worried, those straight white teeth sinking into the red flesh, like an apple being broken into, the crack of it consuming.I didn't deny I wanted her. I didn't even try and hide it.Innocent. That's what she was.I stalked her, knew her every like and dislike ... obsessed over her.I wanted her like I'd never wanted anything in my life. And I told myself that watching her, following her, was to keep her safe. To keep her mine.I was her professor. She was my student. It was wrong to need her the way I did. But she consumed me, like I was gasping to breathe and she was oxygen.I was a selfish bastard, and when it came to Grace, I wanted her all to myself.